Yixuan couldn't help but suppress a chuckle, yet he remained silent; however, inwardly he couldn't help but sigh.
Second Brother...
This extreme temperament of his, it's hard to tell whether it's good or bad.
In Second Brother's world, right and wrong, black and white, have always been clear-cut, brooking no other hues. But if this went on, he was prone to ending up stubbornly stuck in a dead end.
As Dong Huiying came out of Liang Shuyu's room, she saw Liang Yuening peeking around stealthily. He was carrying a bundle of hay toward the stable in the back courtyard.
There were originally two horses in the stable, but Haoming had ridden one away the day before and neither he nor the horse had returned since.
She craned her neck for a better look at Liang Yuening, observing as he placed the hay into the trough and then tugged at the horse's ear, seemingly whispering some secrets to it.
